Last stop

Rain was whipped from the sky by high winds, slamming into the Earth as if trying to beat it into submission. In the dim hours of evening, Mat Parks pushed his 18 wheeler into the[…]

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Laura and ross

Fbailey story number 618 AUTHOR’S NOTE: I had a very nice and unusual request, one that is easy to do. Thank you Laura and Ross. THEY WROTE: “When you write one of your stories could[…]

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The oldest dance

The Oldest Dance Sylvia Mills would not have expected as dull a person as Kevin Dooley was to know about a spot as interesting as this one was. Like a lot of dance places, the[…]

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A manly man

"Hey Ried I need you to take a look at this for me". If I had a coin for everytime I heard this I wouldnt need this job I thought. "Sure Duke but your gonna[…]

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Triple play

A truck was slightly hidden from above under a lush green canopy of live oak trees laden with hanging Spanish Moss. The light of a full moon found its way through, glistening off of three[…]

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